Combat Snuggles

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Some Kind of a Fight

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Jeff Hall
Oct 06, 2023
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Each school day has a rhythm at our house. 

I am usually up around 5:30. I go downstairs and make coffee for Barb and I and pour some chocolate milk for Justin. At around 6, Barb wakes up. At 6:15 we head into Justin’s room to wake him up. By 7, we are on the way to school to drop Justin off. After that, he starts school and we start whatever we are doing for the day. That is how things go. Most of the time.

Yesterday, that rhythm got blown up. We made it all the way through school drop off without issue, and Barb and I headed home with a plan to do some work on our individual writing projects. When we got home, though, the phone started ringing. It was one of Justin’s teachers. 

When we had dropped Justin off at school, the wheels had come off for him. There were several things that collided that left him overwhelmed and frustrated and he reacted. He yelled, he threw his water bottle (a heavy, metal Yeti), stomped and generally lost every last bit of his shit. His EC (exceptional children) teacher brought him to her room and tried to help him calm down. When he was somewhat together, they called us.

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